I have lived 2 blocks from the now named 'Atlanta Beltine' since I was a child and all us neighborhood kids knew about it. It wasn't JUST 'discovered' like some hidden City mystery or 'invented' by a thesis paper. It was a place of children’s adventures and games. It was a secret path to a world of wonder. It was a respite from home chores. It was stolen kisses in the tall grass. It was mischief over Ponce de Leon. It was the fastest way home when you knew you were gonna be late. It was hidden cigarettes and beer in the dark.
Play grounds now become new paths, new parks, new adventures, new dreams. Childhood's precious private memories are really never lost. But for me, this one will be preserved to shared with all the world. Amazing and beautiful. Precious and sacred. Making new memories and dreams for other children, small and tall.
This ATL Gal is grateful to clever minds with gentle hearts who have embraced 'the vision' so millions of new souls will walk our secret childhood path to new adventures of their own.